When I was younger and I had meltdowns, I used to fling things about left, right and centre. One time when I was about 7 or 8, I had a meltdown in school, and ended up throwing a chair at the class fish tank.
Nowadays I don't throw things anymore, but if I am a bit fed up of something, I may handle things with less care.
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I'm sailing across Spectrum Sea, in my little boat.
The waters of the port were choppy. After I set off, there was a long, massive storm.
Years later, however, the sea calmed. I'm still on tranquil sea, but I'll never reach the Neurotypical Beach.